I've been here before. I know
  the drill, the prayers, the coffee
  and stale cookies we learn to love.
  Some are court ordered going through
  the motions. Some are earnest with
  hope in their eyes. We're all addicts.
  We want to live in a different place
  where we change it to suit our needs.
  Forget the past. Let it grieve itself.
  We must move beyond *******.